ALPHA PARTHE.The silence stretched for so long. I stared at their faces. They were all curious and nervous as they waited for me to speak.I hated being summoned. I detested it. But when it had to do with the council, I didn't have much of a choice."I haven't made a decision yet," I spoke, hoping the meeting ends soon. They were prying into my personal life, and I didn't like it."You don't have much of a choice here, Parthe," A voice sounded, and I turned to see who it was.Only one person had the right to speak to me in that manner. Elder Geth. My late mother's father… My grandfather.Funny how people might think we'd be so close since he was my grandfather, but no. We had our grievances against each other. Some hatchets just can't be buried easily. Especially not when those hatchets had a lot to do with his son, Rorden."Why would you say that, Elder Geth?" I asked with every ounce of respect I could muster."You have found your fated mate. What else do you want? You haven't reje
LUXURIA.I halted when the strange man spoke to me. I had never seen him in the pack before, and I knew I had to be careful.He was young, probably in his late twenties.I should have kept walking, but his striking resemblance to Alpha Parthe stopped me in my tracks. There was something almost familiar about him—something I couldn't quite place. His sharp jawline, the intensity in his eyes. But the resemblance only went so far. His energy was different.He was gorgeous, I must say. But that shouldn't concern me. All that was important to me was getting to the garden and getting the new recipe I just came across from my research."How are you doing, beautiful?" he asked, adjusting his short brown locks that fell loosely around his eyes. I couldn't help but smile, though something about the way he spoke set me on edge.I felt the warmth of his compliment, though I wasn't used to being approached so boldly. There was something about him that drew me in—his confidence, the easy way he spo
LUXURIA.Rorden's gaze flickered past me, and I watched as his posture shifted—straightening, shoulders squaring, his easy demeanor sharpening in an instant. I slowly turned, my heart hammering in my chest as I came face-to-face with the storm that was Alpha Parthe.His dark eyes burned with an intensity I hadn't seen before. His lips were pressed into a tight line, his entire frame rigid with barely contained fury."Alpha," I breathed, trying to keep my voice steady, though I could feel the crackling anger radiating off him like wildfire.He said nothing at first, his gaze flicking from me to Rorden, who still stood a few paces behind.I sensed an underlying war raging between both of them. It seemed they knew each other so well... This was beyond just an Alpha and a prodigal pack member."Parthe..." Rorden called so casually that I feared for him. "It's been a long time, brother." He said, the playfulness in his tone was gone.Brother?Was this Alpha Parthe's brother? Oh, Goddess...
ALPHA PARTHE.Fuck.Did she just say those words to me? She was surely playing with flames. And it would burn her whole.I looked down at her plump lips, which were slightly parted, and, gods, the temptation was killing."Luxuria..." I whispered into her ear, "Don't mistake this for love. It's only an obsession, a hunger, a need to consume you whole. Don't be deceived." I said, trying all I could to hide how I truly felt."Please... Alpha. Touch me." She said to me. I gazed into her pleading eyes, and my cock twitched painfully."Your innocence is fragile, and I will shatter it with every breath you take near me. That's not what I want for you right now." I said, letting go of her and walking toward the open window.I hoped the air would calm my burning nerves."You've already taken my innocence... On the first night we met. I am your mate, Alpha. You've only teased me since you brought me here. Why do that if you do not have plans of touching me?"I could sense a little bit of anger
ALPHA PARTHE.My mind had been consumed by Luxuria all day. The feel of her, the way her presence stirred something inside me—a darkness that I didn't recognize. It unsettled me more than I cared to admit.This strange darkness I felt seemed to come alive whenever I was around her. It felt ancient and powerful.Luxuria is not a witch. I know that. Otherwise, I would have felt it already.I am an AshBlood witch, even though I have decided only to use my powers when necessary.I am a rare kind of a dark witch. A kind most parts of our realm considered evil and dangerous - one of the things that made me feared and respected.Of all levels of dark witches - Cthonic Witches, Blood Witches, and Verdigris witches - the AshBlood witches are the most dreaded.Cthonic Witches draw their power from the darkest depths of the earth, commanding the power of earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and the restless spirits trapped beneath the surface.Blood Witches manipulate blood and the very essence of l
LUXURIA.I decided to get myself busy with chores in order not to lose my sanity. The events in my life have been overwhelming and confusing.I was beginning to think of stupid possibilities - what if I am also becoming like the Alpha? Was his curse rubbing off on me? What if I was truly cursed like everyone in my pack thought?I had to clear my head before I made drastic decisions that I might regret.I tried to confide in Dashi, but it didn't feel right. She was a member of this pack and was obligated to report anything or anyone that seemed like a threat to the Alpha.Since I hadn't fully understood what I was going through, it was best to keep it to myself while doing more research.The weakness I felt was becoming a concern to me. Every day, it seemed my condition worsened, and sometimes I feared for my life. My body ached more than usual today. It was as if every ounce of strength was slowly draining out of me. It's almost as if whatever this was, it was trying to take my life,
LUXURIA.There was silence. My heart pounded so loudly that I wondered if Rorden could hear it. His hazel eyes were piercing, studying me so intensely that it made my skin prickle with unease.We had come into my chamber, and I wondered what he had in mind. He wasn't saying anything."Rorden..." My voice came out in a shaky whisper, barely able to form his name. But he didn't respond. He just kept staring, those sharp eyes of his raking over me like he was trying to decipher some unsolvable puzzle."When did you notice this?" He finally spoke, and I was thankful he did.I swallowed hard, hesitating. How could I even begin to explain this to him? I didn't fully understand it myself. But I had to open up to him because he already knew my secret either way. There was no need to hide it any further.I only prayed the Alpha would believe me when I told him I had considered telling him before I bumped into Rorden."A few weeks ago..." I replied.He didn't move. His gaze didn't soften. Inste
ALPHA PARTHE.I just rounded up a hectic day, and all I desired was a hot bath and some sleep. The Harlem brothers almost made me lose control over their dispute.Sometimes, I wonder why I still let them stay in my pack. They always brought more trouble than peace to those around them.Thankfully, I was able to settle the dispute without having to rip their heads off.A knock sounded on my door, and I grunted before answering it."Shikta," I called when she walked into my chamber, "what do you want?" I asked in displeasure. I was too exhausted to entertain anyone right now."Alpha. Sorry to barge into you at this time. I know you must be very exhausted," She said, hurrying over to where I stood as she helped me undress.She always knew what to do at every point. One of the reasons I liked her alot."Yes. And I want to have some rest," I replied tiredly."Of course. How about a massage to help you rest better?" She asked, pulling me into the bathroom.Knowing that she intended to help
LUXURIA."I told you the time will come faster than you even imagine..." Rorden traced a lazy path along my cheek, "The time when you'd stand by my side as mine... The time is already upon us, dear Luxuria."My restrained hands twitched, aching to curl into fists, to drive my knuckles into his jaw and watch his smug mouth spill blood.Instead, I did the only thing I could. I spat in his face."You will never succeed in this evil you plan," I hissed, watching as the glob of spit trailed down his cheek. "The goddess will never accept the abomination you just committed in the name of rituals."Rorden didn't flinch. He simply exhaled through his nose, dragging a thumb across his cheek, wiping the spit away with an infuriating calmness.I scoffed, shaking my head. "How could you even harness such thoughts against your own brother?"My eyes scanned the large field, taking in the fearful-looking men who were being fortified with Rorden's blood mixed with some kind of powerful herbs and subst
ALPHA PARTHE."It took you long enough, Urik," I said when I saw him striding into my courtroom like a man walking towards his own execution. "Finally got some nerves to face me?"Bharon and Kefas had the perfect look of displeasure on their faces as their gazes rested on Urik.Like everyone else, they had been disappointed—furious—with the way things had turned out two days ago, and Urik made sure to stay away from everyone's eyes. I hadn't seen him since the day of the false alarm.He had vanished the moment things went south, leaving me to clean up his mess.Coward.Tervan kept on asking me what really happened and how we got the information about an attack that never happened. He was also curious as to what pack was going to attack us and all, but I never gave him any reasonable explanation.Because what was I supposed to say? That I had suspected my own right-hand man of treason? And that we had gone to such lengths to actually catch him in the act... In an act that he was never
ALPHA PARTHE."Fifty men to the East entrance!" Kefas commanded.The warriors moved, their armor glinting under the early light, boots thudding against the earth as they marched to their positions. Some carried shields, others had double-bladed axes, and a few had bows slung over their backs.The entire camp was a storm of movement.Blacksmiths pounded metal against metal, forging last-minute weapons. Stable hands hurried to saddle warhorses, the beasts stamping their hooves impatiently. Runners darted between squadrons, delivering orders.Over three thousand men. Positioned strategically. Ready for war.And yet, I stood there, watching, my gut twisted into knots.What if we were wrong? This would all seem and feel stupid. But there was no time to second-guess. I had already given the command."Parthe?" A familiar voice called me, and I stilled.Tervan.I turned slowly, my face betraying nothing, though my insides recoiled. He was covered in dust, his tunic streaked with sweat. He had
ALPHA PARTHE."The warriors await your orders, Alpha,"Kefas's voice barely registered. My mind was elsewhere.Once again, I was thinking about Luxuria. No matter how hard I tried to push her from my mind, she always found a way back in.I tried offering sacrifices to the goddess, but it seemed she had also forsaken me. I didn't want to believe Urik's theory, as well as the theories of others who thought she had run away with Rorden.Rorden was always good at hiding. Whenever he left the pack back in those days, no one ever found him until he was ready to be found or until he returned to the pack. Maybe he had taken her to one of those hideouts of his, and they were probably living their best lives."Alpha?" Bharon called, and I lifted my gaze to meet their curious ones. But before I'd say a word to them, the doors to my courtroom banged open, and Urik strode in with urgency on his face."Alpha, I have gotten her to tell me everything she knows. We have to act fast. They are coming. I
LUXURIA'S POV.Nevada stilled at the sight of the monster standing before us. His aura had become ten times darker and more terrifying than before that was certain I didn't want to be in the same space with him.His eyes held promises that scared me... I wasn't safe with him... My pups aren't safe either. What if he tries to get rid of them again?"Alpha?" She greeted with a nervous how before hurrying out of the chamber, leaving me at his mercy.He barely even acknowledged her.His eyes rested on the scroll in my hands before trailing up to meet my tearfilled gaze. He moved without sound, his robes flowing around him like liquid darkness, swallowing every trace of warmth from the room. The door groaned as he pushed it shut, making me jolt in fear.A slow smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he took slow steps forward."My little Luxuria," he murmured with amusement. "Why are you holding my scroll?"I took a step back instinctively, my heart slamming against my ribs. My hands tre
LUXURIA.I paced the room, my nails scraping against my lips as I chewed on them anxiously, my heart hammering against my ribs. Fear coiled tight in my stomach, but at least my babies were safe. For now.I was able to learn from Nevada that Rorden had gone for some kind of fortification or ritual of some sort, but she refused to tell me why. And that bothered me. Deep in my bones, something felt off. Something was definitely wrong.Rorden had instructed that I'd be taken to his chamber after recovering yesterday. The entire place reeked of him, and my stomach churned with disgust. I didn't want to be anywhere near him, let alone trapped in a space that belonged to him.My mind wandered in Parthe's direction again, and as usual, I was helpless... I couldn't stop myself from thinking about him and Shikta.Shikta's dreams would have come true... Her dreams of becoming Luna.Parthe must have moved on with his life. I knew that... Otherwise, he should have been looking for me already. Rord
PARTHE.Did I care that I lost a child?Not really.Did that make me a bad person? Maybe.But who cared?I exhaled, stretching my fingers before curling them into fists again, feeling the sharp sting of my own strength pressing into my palms.I should have cared. I should have felt something other than this quiet, creeping satisfaction that coiled inside me.But I didn't.A twisted, irrational sense of relief seeped into my bones at the thought of Shikta losing that child. I couldn't even explain why. Perhaps it was because I never wanted a child from her. Perhaps because I never wanted anything to bind me to her in the first place.Or maybe it was because fate had already taken everything from me. My mate. My peace. My patience. And now, it had stripped away something I was supposed to mourn—but couldn't.I had always wanted my heir to come from a woman I love... My mate... But fate ruined everything and is still ruining my efforts!I slammed my fist on the wooden table before me in
SHIKTA.I jolted upright, my breath ragged, my heart hammering so hard I thought it might tear through my ribs. My hands clutched at the sheets, damp with sweat, as my frantic gaze darted around the dimly lit chamber.Where was I?For a brief, foolish moment, I hoped I had woken up at the very moment the darkness swallowed me whole and that I hadn't blacked out for too long. Or that it had all been a nightmare, nothing more. But it was only a wish.A splitting headache welcomed me, as well as a terrifying dizziness that almost sent me back to the bed I had just woken up from.I swayed, barely able to keep myself upright, my stomach churning like a stormy sea."You need to rest, Shikta." I heard the Alpha's voice from somewhere around the room.I looked around immediately to see him standing in a dark corner of the room."Parthe... Parthe..." I called, too in a hurry to stand up, meet him, and explain all that Tervan tried to do, that I didn't notice the sharp pain that was plaguing my
SHIKTA."What took you so long, you pathetic little thing? How long does it take to get a simple tea done?" I snapped at the lazy maid whose thin shoulders were shivering before me.I watched her struggle to form a response, her lips quivering as she opened her mouth—only to fail miserably.How utterly pathetic.She looked far too weak, too fragile, and it was satisfying.I leaned back in my chair, allowing myself the pleasure of her misery.When I became Luna, I had turned most of Parthe's former mistresses into my slaves. He had no problem with that, and I was thankful for it. And this one—this wretched, simpering girl—had once warmed my Alpha's bed.The very thought of it filled me with rage that I wanted to maltreat the life out of her!If it weren't for the child growing inside me, I might have thrown something at her just for the satisfaction of seeing her cower."When I ask for tea, I expect it before my patience runs out," I said slowly, letting the words slither into her bone